The Dog, The Smell, The Bar
The Dog
I had an exciting day yesterday. feralboy called me up in the afternoon to update me on Crackbaby. Crackbaby jumped his box and pooed in Michael’s sister’s room and peed twice by Michael’s door. Lovely.
Anyhow since Michael was to be out and about I went over to his place to take care of our baby. I invited lotusblossom over, and we played with Crackbaby, bought him toys and took a nap with him. Of course there are more pictures which I’m refusing to put behind a cut.
I swear he is the cutest thing I’ve ever seen. He has this thing for people’s noses. He will lick it like a coke addict.
Anyhow, Michael came back so we played for a little bit then went out to Rodeo’s Grill in Echo Park. A plate of chicken enchiladas, rice and beans for $3.99 is the bomb! Enough said.
The Smell
It was 10:00 when we got out of the restaurant so I was already late to the Smell to see Manifolds and Mae Shi. Parking was especially a bitch last night; I spent half an hour looking for parking. I’m walking in the alleyway approaching the Smell and I hear the bassline for “Disco Kabala”, the Mae Shi’s last song. So I missed most of Mae Shi and all of Manifolds who apparently played a killer set. *sighs*
Then who decides to show up? Yes. It’s fire marshal season. *rolls eyes* Because really. An all-ages venue where no alcohol is served is infinitely more dangerous than the bar down the street. One of the fire marshals calls the LAPD for back up because hipsters by their general nature are aggresive beasts. Yeah. The tears the hipsters will shed will cause all of LA to flood.
Fortunately they came after Mae Shi’s set. They played in the “foyer”, and it could have been considered a fire hazard. In the end, everything checked out and the Smell avoided a shut down. I figured it was all my fault since I’m a flaming homo and all. (I know. Bad joke.)
The good thing is that I bought the following tee:
Anyhow, Glass Candy played. I liked a couple of songs they did but aren’t crazy about them. ohmeohmy warned me that they had played a bad show in the Bay Area a couple of nights ago. They were all right. I wasn’t too much into the music, and the Sunset Strip look they had going for them didn’t help at all. At one point someone from the audience came up and danced with them.
Akbar
I was sitting with klikitak, Anna and company during Glass Candy’s set when feralboy texts me that he’s at Akbar. After I buy the tee, I head on over there sporting my Mae Shi pride. I met Tyson who is a very social being. Funny man he is. I won’t even go into the heated debate he got into with this breeder couple. I swear the chick does not know how to use a tampon or something. She was very… Jindy as feralboy would say. (Or would she be anti-Jindy?)
Afterwards we talked about starting up a queer punk rock and roll trash night at a bar because it really doesn’t exist. I’m really up for it since because I’m dying for something fun to happen. Really. As Jack Nicholson said in Batman, “Damn this town needs an enema.”
Um. This is probably the longest post I’ve written on this thing EVER. I had a very fun and interesting day yesterday. I’m doing laundry now, and then something afterwards. I don’t know.
I swear he is the cutest thing I’ve ever seen. He has this thing for people’s noses. He will lick it like a coke addict.
Anyhow, Michael came back so we played for a little bit then went out to Rodeo’s Grill in Echo Park. A plate of chicken enchiladas, rice and beans for $3.99 is the bomb! Enough said.
The Smell
It was 10:00 when we got out of the restaurant so I was already late to the Smell to see Manifolds and Mae Shi. Parking was especially a bitch last night; I spent half an hour looking for parking. I’m walking in the alleyway approaching the Smell and I hear the bassline for “Disco Kabala”, the Mae Shi’s last song. So I missed most of Mae Shi and all of Manifolds who apparently played a killer set. *sighs*
Then who decides to show up? Yes. It’s fire marshal season. *rolls eyes* Because really. An all-ages venue where no alcohol is served is infinitely more dangerous than the bar down the street. One of the fire marshals calls the LAPD for back up because hipsters by their general nature are aggresive beasts. Yeah. The tears the hipsters will shed will cause all of LA to flood.
Fortunately they came after Mae Shi’s set. They played in the “foyer”, and it could have been considered a fire hazard. In the end, everything checked out and the Smell avoided a shut down. I figured it was all my fault since I’m a flaming homo and all. (I know. Bad joke.)
The good thing is that I bought the following tee:
Anyhow, Glass Candy played. I liked a couple of songs they did but aren’t crazy about them. ohmeohmy warned me that they had played a bad show in the Bay Area a couple of nights ago. They were all right. I wasn’t too much into the music, and the Sunset Strip look they had going for them didn’t help at all. At one point someone from the audience came up and danced with them.
Akbar
I was sitting with klikitak, Anna and company during Glass Candy’s set when feralboy texts me that he’s at Akbar. After I buy the tee, I head on over there sporting my Mae Shi pride. I met Tyson who is a very social being. Funny man he is. I won’t even go into the heated debate he got into with this breeder couple. I swear the chick does not know how to use a tampon or something. She was very… Jindy as feralboy would say. (Or would she be anti-Jindy?)
Afterwards we talked about starting up a queer punk rock and roll trash night at a bar because it really doesn’t exist. I’m really up for it since because I’m dying for something fun to happen. Really. As Jack Nicholson said in Batman, “Damn this town needs an enema.”
Um. This is probably the longest post I’ve written on this thing EVER. I had a very fun and interesting day yesterday. I’m doing laundry now, and then something afterwards. I don’t know.
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